Tuesday, July 31, 2012

fassade is wearing off

is there a way
out of your wall
too used are you
to sealing cracks and crevices
let them loosely evolve
the beauty of their randomness
you maintain and tie
no air to breathe
but sealed crevices
a shiny wall
fassade is wearing off

and still you cannot sink

one chains you on land
others come and go like waves
all you want is sink
the chain is too strong
the waves too unsteady
you refuse to swim
still you cannot sink
i cannot even imagine
your tragedy

mirror maze

in a mirror maze
every single mirror
a window of its own
holding one picture
one tiny part of you
all of them in silence
all of them in tears
someone must have covered
the other parts of you

but calotropis on the sidewalk

at last
the sea remembers
every creature
that has swum in its ocean
and crawled onto land
creepers not deserving
to be human
but calotropis on the sidewalk
will stand
don't drink my sweet soul
when all you need is salty water

deep blue sky

my heart beats so hard
i know i missed a part
tears are swallowed again
and again they form
the deep blue sky

Monday, July 30, 2012

with the tide

what a world of waves
only flooding the shore
when it is calling them
no movement in themselves
they just live with the tide
the moon is giving to them
and nobody to blame

Sunday, July 29, 2012

black pearl

black pearl kept
in furious waters
deep dark blue sea
i can hear its heart beat
but will never reach
deep enough to unlock
its shine haunting me

Friday, July 20, 2012

they drank

emptied clouds
trees sounding hollow
you took the resin
filled their roots with poison
and because they had chosen
to trust
they drank


Thursday, July 19, 2012

in midair

i just stood
and waited 
in midair, empty skies
for you
to make the last two steps
and then it started raining

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

some drops

rain fell on my lips, some drops
rushed down

the curls on my shoulder

a waterfall
played drums in my navel

I stood in the monsoon

drinking sweetness, swirled
in the misty light
of a summer night’s moon



can i not
stand by myself
i will lean on you
for wonderous hights
let me grow
will you

Monday, July 16, 2012

Merging more than eight lines


They seem to be locked up with me
Walking a step away from the sidewalk
Drains them for a while
Only to rise somewhere, unexpectedly
Into a moment of wanting
Stiffness spreads through bones
Entangled in a huge crossover
Merging more than eight lines
The heart never stops beating
But the veins empty out, sometimes




Fall and flight


I want you to dance
On the rim of tumbling autumn leaves
Carried away
Carried so high
There is no difference
Between fall and flight
Tell me of its light
When you reach a star
Make it shine on my face 
When I cannot reach 
For you, I know
At least your direction

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Two coupled wagons

Maybe I missed the platform call
But then I realise
I have entered a train
Heading into every direction
We just need to open the door
Why is it so difficult
To hold balance between
Two coupled wagons

Friday, July 06, 2012

rain washed my heart

snow fell on my chest
leaves grew in my hair
rain washed my heart
slowing down my heartbeat
counting every second
that you have lost somewhere


Wednesday, July 04, 2012

tainted rush

intoxicating pigments
numbed all your senses
radiant choice of colours
looks grey and pale to you
thrusting fragile fingers
dull-tipped rusty needles
may hold a tainted rush
no justice can undo

Saturday, June 30, 2012

The Cat

The cat came to my front door
And asked her way in
Knowing I would not open
But she would try again
She asked at my backdoor
I would not let her in
The rats played in the attic
Why would she try again

Thursday, June 21, 2012

the right hand of sleep

the right hand of sleep strokes my chest
why is it so difficult to speak
when distance is rare
i hold my breath lest it is heard
in between every finger that is truly there

can we only speak of dreams
into the silence of a mountain lake
swallowing the strain of climbing to that peak
and all regret of leaving it
when we plunge our heads into cool water
strip off every shell and dive
gently
into the relieve of a slightly bended morning

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

I am too small


Your vessel is flooded. 
There is no island. 
But you swim. 
Though you can’t swim. 
Water carries you. 
Because it must. 
I am too small. 
Can only
Empty lakes with cups. 
But I can keep trying. 
So long as you swim.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

red ambers

love is to dare
a share in two chambers
glare of red ambers
until despair